Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
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Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
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Chapter 359: Ring
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Chapter 452: Two Buses
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Chapter 709: Yun Jianyue Who Can't Be Imprisoned
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.1
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Chapter 1388- Similar request
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Chapter 451: Two Paths
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Chapter 1387- Compromise
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.1 - Late September's Whispers
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 358: Left
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Chapter 708: Who's The One Who Came From Hell
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Chapter 450: Granny Shen's Prediction
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 407 - Since You Refuse To Leave, Then Stay Forever
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1045: The Last Segment
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Chapter 1386- Memory from his last life
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Chapter 1385- Destined outcome
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Chapter 707: One Here, One There
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Chapter 449: This World is For You
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Chapter 65.2
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Much to Liu Ji's surprise, these bunch of potato younglings were much stronger than he imagined.
He had assumed the potatoes would only be able to beat up some small-time thugs or fend off some minor beasts.
After all, they had just gotten their weapons, so how proficient could they be? Liu Ji imagined that they would just be swinging their weapons around for sure.
But it turned out that Liu Ji had grossly underestimated.
The twin-blade wielding potato moved with blinding speed, flitting across the battle like flowing water. His blades spun in a deadly dance, slicing through beast legs with surgical precision.
The warhammer wielding potatoling followed up instantly, never missing a beat. The moment a beast hit the ground, he swung down his massive hammer—easily as big as its own body—with a force that could cave in skulls. If it didn't outright shatter a beast's head, it was at least guaranteeing a severe concussion.
The greatsword wielding potato charged forward like a tank, rarely attacking. Instead, he used his massive sword like a
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